NEARLY ALL MEN IN LAGOS ARE MAD.
A sequel to this post; Parenting is not a joke
As a result of growing up where cane was the order of the day for any misbehaviour (infact, ‘I will tell you dad,’ is enough for me to allow you ride me because how I wan explain public fighting to Bàbá Olugbala Gbami 😀😀😀).
As a result of that, I grew up loving administering canes and I am so damn good at it when I started teaching at Happiness High School.
I no fit lie, the kain type of beating I gave my students six years ago, I can’t allow any teacher to give my kids ooo now and I tender my apologies to for ‘too much cane’ and not for punishment per se. You know, Master Joel loves you.
Then one day, I have a rethink. One, beating is waste of energy. What is the purpose of caning that you will do and be feeling pains all over your body after?
Two, these students are beginning to hate me and three, then I was too single and don’t know how it used to do parents but now, I scarcely use cane because I know how childbirth and training one looks like.
Na beg I beg my students of 5 ago, not to visit the my ‘sin’ on Kyle-XY and his siblings if them be their teachers. Ìdí mi o ti jinná.
The lessons here;
1. Dear parents, by all means and truthfully, I am urging you to provide a lovely childhood environment for your kids. The environment you are providing now will be 50% of what they will used to build their homes.
2. If you went through any not-so-palatable experience while growing up, go for therapy.
That you haven’t erupted doesn’t mean you won’t when the right weather is available. The seed was just dormant in you.
Don’t even think you turn out well. You, didn’t. You just a walking dormant volcano.
Therefore You need to seek healing, relearning, mind reformation and teaching.
Thanks you for reading but Lagos men are not mad.
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